117. Sweet Peace, the Gift of God's Love
There comes to my heart one sweet strain,
A glad and a joyous refrain;
I'll sing it again and again,
Sweet peace, the gift of God's love.
Through Christ on the cross peace was made,
My debt by His death was all paid;
No other foundation is laid
For peace, the gift of God's love.
In Jesus for peace I abide,
And as I keep close to His side,
There's nothing but peace doth betide:
Sweet peace, the gift of God's love.
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